The Binding Season

The summer came

We played it into autumn

Let winter fall around us

No knowing or care cradled

The soft toes of the sky

Played with our hair

We floated to greet them

Smiles bouncing

On eager faces

Spring met us with flowers

We drank from her river

Kissing the water

As it left our lips

Which season

Binds the rest together?

The kite string

Keeping them joined

Adjacent and neighborly

We shall call it

Pamstarii

The Binding Season

The fifth

Circle bridge

Thread of the earth